By Susan Johnson
Writer of a dozen nationwide bestsellers, award-winner Susan Johnson beguiles once again with this breathtaking novel, a mix of scandalous event, sensual love, and greater than just... A contact of Sin.
Beatrix Grosvenor could not were stuck in a extra compromising place: locked in a Parisian residence with the physique of a murdered man. She may possibly in simple terms wish that the charismatic stranger who discovered her might think her tale of abduction and assassination, and unfastened her to come back to her younger son in England.
But Pasha Duras used to be now not approximately to allow her break out so easily. The popular libertine did not think Trixi's fanciful story, yet there has been no denying the temptation of her beauty. He might accompany her domestic, on a sensual trip that may commence with the main tantalizing of seductions--and finish with a perilous discovery.
Trixi's enemies have been real. Her baby was once at their mercy... and Pasha's newly woke up middle may possibly end up to be his undoing.
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Mildly unnerved by such need, he swiftly left the stateroom, putting distance between her and his lust. The cool sea air brought a modicum of reason back to his brain, and on deck he was able to view his obsession more dispassionately. She was a strikingly beautiful woman with a fresh innocence that tempted his jaded soul. And, he reflected with a faint smile, she possessed a lush, extravagant sexuality—both flagrant and startlingly unaffected. He'd be a fool not to enjoy his holiday with her. And when it was over, he'd return to Paris.
He'd be a fool not to enjoy his holiday with her. And when it was over, he'd return to Paris. That was simple enough. There was no need to justify every nuance of sensation. But despite his attempt at a rationale, he found himself wanting her again, only minutes later, with a covetous urgency that caused him considerable misgiving, and he forced himself to remain on deck until the Peregrine was well out into the Channel. He went belowdecks, though, shortly after and slipped into his berth beside her and slipped into her body as well and gratified his inexplicable need.
He arrested her finger with his, nudging it upward to his mouth where he gently nibbled on it. Her violet eyes took on a glowing warmth at his profoundly erotic tenderness. " "Oh, yes," he whispered, this flagrantly pagan man. And for a brief, fleeting moment, the spring morning vanished from their consciousness, the pounding hooves and swaying carriage faded away, the rhythm, cadence, pulse of the universe stopped. Pasha broke the silence first, his sangfroid disciplined, his avoidance of emotion ingrained.